Morning Desire

Part 8

Morning Desire woke Maya up to the sound of Eric's hands gently caressing her face, his fingers tracing the curves of her cheeks. As she slowly opened her eyes, she was met with the sight of Eric's chiseled features, his eyes burning with desire. The warm sunlight streaming through the car windows highlighted the sharp lines of his jaw, and Maya's heart skipped a beat as she took in the intensity of his gaze. Before she could even process what was happening, Eric's face moved lower, his mouth inches from her core. Maya's eyes widened as she felt his warm breath on her skin, sending shivers down her spine. She tried to sit up, but Eric's hands held her in place, his fingers digging gently into her hips. As his tongue made contact with her skin, Maya's body arched off the seat, her hands reaching up to grasp the headrest. Eric's mouth was masterful, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She was still half asleep, but her body was responding to his touch, her hips bucking slightly as he explored her. Just as she was getting lost in the sensation, Eric's body shifted, his face moving up to hover above hers. Maya's eyes locked onto his, and she could see the hunger burning there. Without a word, Eric lowered himself onto her, his body aligning with hers. As he thrust into her mouth, Maya's eyes widened in surprise. The sensation was intense, and she felt a rush of excitement mixed with a little fear. But as she looked up at Eric, she saw the desire and adoration in his eyes, and she knew that she was safe. Maya's mouth opened, and Eric's body filled her, his hips pumping as he moved in and out of her mouth. The sensation was almost too much to bear, and Maya's body responded, her hips moving up to meet Eric's thrusts. The world around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in the moment. The sounds of the outside world receded, and all that was left was the sound of Eric's breathing, the rustle of their clothes, and the soft gasps of pleasure that escaped Maya's lips. As Eric's body moved faster, his hips pumping harder, Maya felt herself being pushed to the edge. She was torn between the pleasure and the discomfort, but as she looked up at Eric, she knew that she wanted this, she wanted him. The sensation built, and Maya's body arched off the seat, her mouth open wide as Eric's body filled her. The rush of pleasure was intense, and Maya felt herself being swept away, lost in the moment, lost in Eric.